Well, the whole day, it was snowing a little, but no
difference in conditions. It just made it harder to
see.

Morning. I had a lesson. Today, the lesson was
normal. And so I learned something. We also
practiced. I seem to be getting better and am doing
an awful lot of skiing.

In the afternoon, I was on my own and went to
Valhalla [actually, Valluga]. Very high station. It
was beautiful snow conditions and the slope was not
tremendously too hard. I had this most enjoyable
(except for once, when I knocked two people over),
run down to a dead end. Great snow, scenery, very few
people. However, I had to take a taxi back to St.
Anton.

At night, went to a live-band bar and had a pretty
good time. Met an Austrian girl and danced a lot.
Very enjoyable.

REFLECTIONS

German
Grammar Girl.I often
suspect that my German grammar is also not very good.
I need a German Grammar Girl. It’s snowing.

Snow
in St. Anton.It snows
most of the day but not enough to make the conditions
different. A morning ski lesson—we are back to skiing
basics. In the afternoon, I head off to the summit of
Valhalla. That is the very large cable-car lift (not
ski lift, but cable car) that goes to the top of the
summit of Valluga, not Vallhala. Yesterday’s picture
has that image, and I’ll post the small image left.
Here the conditions are great. And I spend the whole
afternoon skiing down to the bottom. I am not near
any ski lifts and so I must take a taxi back to town.
Now, that’s something I have never done before.
That's a big mountain.

Valluga—Valhalla.[Update] I
learned a lot in a year of not blogging. When I first
wrote this post and in my journal, I said that I went
to Valhalla. Not true. Valhalla is a majestic hall
found in Norse mythology, and is also found in
Wagner’s operatic Ring cycle,Der
Ring des Nibelungen. Instead,
I went to the 9,400 foot Valluga peak. It would be
pretty tough skiing down a mythical hall or castle.

A great day of skiing.

Don
Juan.At night,
Mr. Don Juan hits a bar with live music and spends a
bit of time dancing with an Austrian girl. I like to
dance. Funny, back in the States, it would be harder
for me to be asking girls to dance. I suppose it is
something about being overseas—Mr. International, or
something.